Haiku

by Christine Bruness

Dreamt of an angel
who gave me gardenias...
Awoke to their scent

On the beach at dusk,
mist rising from the ocean
looks like dancing ghosts.

The fairies danced
in my flower garden!
I found a small shoe.

The sleepy cat jumps
startled by a spirit,
passing through the house.

Floating above graves,
longing for company:
the Phantoms of Fall.

Stayed up for dawn’s birth
watched the demons disappear
from merciless beams.